Standing outside the door, Liu Zhihong was a little nervous, she didn't know if her father could accept her, she didn't know if the woman could allow her to go home, just when she raised her feet, she heard her father's voice: "If you don't like her, I'll send her to her mother, what are you doing with her hands?" ”

"I'm not intentional, what do I do now, she ...... She's out of breath. ”

"How do I know what to do?" There was a bit of impatience in the father's words: "You are my wife, she is my daughter." ”

"Either we'll bury her secretly, and if anyone asks, they'll say she's gone to her mother's. Ah Feng, Ah Feng, look at me, I really didn't mean it, I was just too angry. I know you like a son, and I'll give you a son when this is over. ”

The father was silent for a long time, and finally asked, "Do you really give me a son?" ”

"I'll give birth to a son for you, don't say one, as long as you can afford it, I'll give birth to you out of ten or eight." The woman's voice became more and more urgent: "What should this person do, you should pay attention to me." ”

"Find a place to hide first, and according to what you said, find a place to bury it after dark. If someone asked, they said that they were picked up by her mother. The father stood up: "Take a hand, move this thing, you see so much blood on the ground, if a neighbor comes, how can you and I cover up the past." ”

Liu Zhihong pursed her lips and approached the kitchen a little bit, she saw her sister lying on the ground, and saw her father and the woman moving the cabinet in the kitchen. Although she didn't know what was going on, she knew she couldn't have come at the right time.

She did not go out, but hid in the courtyard, silently observing her father's every move with the woman.

They hid their sister in the bedroom, they didn't dare to live at home, so they found an excuse to stay at someone else's house.

Liu Zhihong was not afraid, after confirming that her father and the woman would not come back, she carried the suicide note left by her mother into the bedroom. Under the bed in the bedroom, she saw her sister, wrapped in a sheet. I ripped open the sheets and saw my sister's hand. Her right hand was gone, bloody. Thinking about what the woman said during the day, she was sure that her sister's hand had been cut off by the woman.

She called her sister's name, and her sister kept her eyes closed and didn't move. She touched her sister's face and found that her face was cold. As she removed her hand, she touched her nose. She's not breathing, she's dead. At that moment, Liu Zhihong felt a great fear, which did not come from death, but from loneliness.

My mother died, my sister died, and my only father became someone else's husband.

They still have to have a son, and when the father has a son, will he still remember that he has a daughter named Yang Xiaoping?

She didn't cry, she just calmly dragged her sister out of the sheets. She wanted to take her sister away and take her mother to be buried with her, but her sister was too heavy for her to carry on her back. Thinking of her experience of living with her mother, she was afraid that her timid sister would also be complained by her mother when she got there. After thinking about it, she still buried her sister in the bedroom.

She was a child who grew up in the mountains, and she had followed her parents to the fields for as long as she could remember, and she was very skilled in using both hoes and shovels. It only took her half an hour to dig a hole in the bedroom, and she dragged her sister to the hole and helped her carefully arrange her clothes. Before filling in the earth, she cried, but so carefully that she barely made a sound. She lay on top of her sister and cried breathlessly, but her sister would never call her sister again. Finally, she took a look at her sister's severed hand and buried her sister with red eyes.

She sat by the new earth all night, and a crazy idea was born with the dawn of the sun.

She wiped away her tears, straightened her clothes, and walked out of the bedroom where her sister was buried.

She counted the time when her father and the woman came back, stepped on a little bit and returned home, she behaved very well-behaved, first apologized to the woman, and then coquettishly told her father, she deliberately mentioned a lot of things when she was a child, evoking the long-lost fatherly love in her father's heart. She took the initiative to cook, saying that she wanted to cook something delicious for her father, and said that after eating this meal, she would follow her mother to work in the south.

The father and the woman had a ghost in their hearts, and they were even more uneasy when they saw Liu Zhihong coming to the door, they just wanted to have this meal with Liu Zhihong as soon as possible and send Liu Zhihong out of the door. Liu Zhihong found out what they were thinking, so he did something in their meals.

There is a madman in Tangou Village, and the children in the village are afraid of him, but Liu Zhihong is not afraid. Before anything happened in the house, she often brought food to the madman. The madman is not really crazy, he just loves to study those Chinese herbs and has become a medicine maniac. When he was not so crazy, Liu Zhihong heard him tell some of his past stories, he loved to watch martial arts when he was young, especially obsessed with those poisons in martial arts, he wanted to make all those poisons, or even make more powerful ones. Liu Zhihong found it interesting, and often ran to him, so he also wrote down some of them.

When Liu Zhihong was eight years old, the madman accidentally ate a herb and died. The herb was so ordinary, colorless and odorless that no one would associate it with poison. However, it can affect the central nervous system of people, giving people a hallucination similar to seeing ghosts. The madman had already found out, but not only did he not seek medical attention in time, but instead took a large amount of it, trying to develop the flavor of the medicine, and finally died of a sudden death in his blood vessels.

When the madman died, only Liu Zhihong was in front of him, and he told Liu Zhihong about the medicine, and Liu Zhihong wrote it down. A madman is a madman, and no one cares if he disappears, let alone where he goes. He was breathing next to the herb, and Liu Zhihong buried him there.

Before Tailiang, Liu Zhihong went to the back mountain and picked some things back. She boiled the water with that stuff first, and then steamed the rice with the boiled water. The rice was so fragrant that both the father and the woman ate two large bowls. It can't poison people, but it can make people fall asleep, and they sleep very deeply.

Liu Zhihong brushed the pots and pans, put the contents of the kitchen in their place, and then sat back at the dining table to look at her father and stepmother. She felt that she was a cold-hearted person, and all her emotions seemed to die on the night her father beat her. She didn't cry when her mother died, she didn't cry when she heard that her sister died tragically, and she could even hum a song when she went to the back mountain to collect medicine.

In the dim electric light, she looked at her father's face and asked him again and again why he was like this. If he hadn't cheated, his mother wouldn't have committed suicide, his sister wouldn't have died tragically, and she would still be that innocent and lovely little girl in school. She hated her father, and the blood in her whole body was cold. She picked up the nail she had prepared, picked up the axe that had been thrown on the pyre, and without hesitation drove it to her father's back.

He was lying on the table, and the strong stinging pain brought him to his senses, but he couldn't move.

The madman showed her that if you put an iron nail into the spine of an animal, the animal will lose its mobility, and that man is a higher animal, and the spine is as fragile as the spine.